“…Sometimes there are things that people should be afraid of." "Like the dark?" She shook her head. "No, more the absence of light.”

“People are always looking into the dark. We're afraid of what we might see. It might be the dark outside, it might be the dark of our own souls, but I figure it's better to get caught looking that to never know.”

“She bonks her head so hard with her hand i want to get her an ice pack”

“Sometimes things aren't logical. Sometimes things don't follow timetables.”

“There are people who like cute, furry things and people who eat cute, furry things-Issy, pag. 53”

“I start to grab it so I can it pass it to him. He reaches for it at the same time. Our fingers touch, and the moment they do the fluorescent lights overhead flicker and then fizzle out.Everyone moans, even though we can all still see. There's enough light from outside filtering in, just not enough for us to really focus on the finer details.Nick's fingers stroke mine lightly, so lightly that I'm almost not sure the touch is real. My insides flicker like the art room lights. They do not, however, fizzle. I turn my head to look him in the eye.He leans over and whispers, "It will be hard to be just your friend.”

“Sometimes it's good to give people something they're not expecting.”